Dear Elizabeth,

Posted on | November 20, 2006 | 2 Comments

Quite frankly, we’re concerned.  We understand that you have a new “toy” and that you’re excited about this newfound love.  We haven’t actually seen  this object of your affection, since you haven’t taken us anywhere for so long that we can’t remember what the rest of the house looks like (ahem) … but we hear things.  Mack the Cat, you see, he has told us of this thing  in the living room.  He tells us of the constant adjustments you make.  We’ve heard the soft treadling noises and squeals of delight as the bobbins fill.  We know that the end result will be many yards of yarn - soft, luscious, colorful yarn that you will lovingly wash and skein and admire. 

We think, however, that you may have forgotten one little thing. 

You need us.  Oh, you may not think that you do, but you most definitely need us.  You’ve allowed us to linger, untouched, for some time now and while we’ve tried to be understanding, tried telling ourselves that SOON! we will be invited to partake in this yarn-orgy, our patience is wearing thin.  Just what do you think you’re going to do with all this yarn you’re making?  Without us – you can’t do ANYTHING with it.  Don’t even bring up those two crochet  hooks.  They can’t bring you happiness and are certainly no replacement for US.

We’ve tried to give you subtle hints.  Do you really think you’ve misplaced that size 2 dpn?  Nay!  Size 2 has run away, woman!  He couldn’t take it anymore – left lingering in a drawer holding 15 stitches of a half-finished, wholly-forgotten mitten!  True, Size 2 always was a little unbalanced, but who’s to say that the rest of us won’t fall to the same levels of despair?  We might cut and run.  We might begin dropping stitches when you least expect it.  We might splinter.  We might hide in the couch, pointy side up.  Oh, there’s no end to the things that could happen…

Please consider this a warning.

Your loving, woefully neglected, needles

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2 Responses to “Dear Elizabeth,”

  1. grace
    November 20th, 2006 @ 1:51 pm

    I would listen to them if I were you. It can get ugly. Fast.

  2. jenifleur
    November 20th, 2006 @ 3:01 pm

    You know how mine are getting back at me for the same transgression? Mutiny. They keep flinging themselves all over the house without their packages so I can’t put them back in their places without first hunting down the needle gauge so I know who’s who. I found 4 sets of the conjoined twins in the living room and a further 3 behind my laptop. The only one laughing is the ball winder because he thinks he’s safe from my cold shouldered neglect.

    Just wait until I start quilting. That’ll show them all.